This chapter will have some swearing and more dialogue then usual.
It was already late into the night. The sun has gone to rest, the moon takes his place as the darkness begins to surround me. I like the night, it hides my flaws, my imperfections, the scars burned onto my flesh, the stabs of knives left behind. The moon guides me through the night.
The sky was black tranquillity married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul. The pure black of the night is my comfort, the blanket of generous velvet that keeps me safe.
It is the pure black that makes the moon so beautiful, that makes a stage for their to stand upon. It is the pure black of the night that gives the stars their beauty, and in it my heart is safe, my soul serene.
His heart thumped in accordance with slow, shallow breaths. Serenity was plastered across his face as he slept. At peace, his consciousness swirled in the land of dreams, oblivious to the physical world.
The only movement was the slight rise and fall of his chest. It was hard to imagine that this was the same boy that nearly killed me. In sleep he was angelic, his face as fresh as a dew drop, making gentle snuffling noises as he breathed.
His features were much softer in sleep, the lines that usually creased his brow replaced by the youthful appearance that matched those of others their age. He looked peaceful. Wanting nothing more than to curl up into the curve of his body.
I turned around and pulled the blanket up over my shoulder. He curled up to me like an adorable kitten. This boy really was different when sleeping, especially when you compare it to his menacing personality I had experienced before. As I got into bed I saw his face scrunch up cutely before it went back to normal.
I could feel mind slowly drifting off into sleep. I feel this blackness come over me. Like a blanket, warm and comforting. It's making my eyes feel heavier and heavier. I finally close my eyes finally sending me into a dreamless sleep.
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As my dreams linger, dancing in the way that dreams do, I arise to the light of the new day. My feet are ready for the ground, for whatever comes my way. Soon the greetings begin, the chorus of voices in my home, each as sweet as the birdsong.
As my eyes flutter open I am meant with a pair of gorgeous vibrant tangerine eyes. It looked gentle and kind. But the rest of his face said otherwise. A knife was lunged at my face, I manage to dodge by rolling out of bed. Landing with s loud 'thud' on the floor beneath me. A pained groan escapes my lips as I rub the back of my now aching head.
"Goodness, what was that for. Why so feisty early in the morning." A yawn escaping my lips as I said that. I pick myself off of the ground, who knows what feets been on it. I make my way to the bathroom. Quickly brushing my teeth and combing my long luscious purple hair which I have grown accustomed too.
The smaller boy seems to be trying to leave. I hastily wrap my finger securely around his lips, hard enough for him to wince in pain and drop the knife in his hand. He seemed surprisingly fragile for such a fierce boy. I couldn't help but chuckle softly to myself. This caused the other to scowl.
"What are you laughing about shorty!" I couldn't help but snicker as I eyes him up and down.
"Fine, fine. Your not short, but be sure to drink plenty of milk big boy." As I said that I burst out into fits of laughter. I could see a dust of pink on his cheeks. I really had the urge to tease him.
"Looks like someones embarrass." I said in a mocking tone, as if I was coaxing a child that was having a tantrum.
"I am not. You idiot! Let's just go already stupid."
'A tsundere much.' I thought to myself. The thought would have made me laugh out loud if it weren't for the death glare directed at me. I decided I shouldn't push his boundary to much since we barely know each other and he want me dead.
"Look who's talking. Well let's go downstairs. I fetch you some breakfast." I could hear him groan in annoyance, but he didn't seem to disagree. I practically had to drag him downstairs where Abanus was already cooking me breakfast. The mouth-watering smell wafted through the air. My stomach grumbled in response.
"Seems like someone's starving." I blush in response and nod meekly. This iks embarrassing since I usually act like the more responsible person. It's embarrassing to have to depend on someone younger then me and who I'm suppose to taking care of.
I walked into the dining room. Calling it a dining-room was somewhat misleading. It was a room. I ate in it. That was all. In it stood something that was similar to a cheap ikea table. It looked worn out and rocked when you leaned on it.
Two old wooden chairs where you could easily get splinters on stood at each end of the small table. The light bulb in the centre of the room was bare and hung down on a white wire. Adding to the meagre ambiance of the room. It was the kind of room you ate Kraft dinner in washed down with own-brand pop.
The rich aroma of the dish wafted down and beckoned me. I could not resist the delightful sensations that whipped up inside my memory at the mere thought of delving your teeth deep and fast into the soft fluffy omelette before me. Rich creamy sauce spread atop in copious amounts and when you dive the spoon into the airy and soft outside to be met with the mouth watering rice. As if finding a hidden treasure. Just thinking about ti made me hungry
I took a bite of the omlette, cheesy with dark leafy greens. I smiled in delight, "Abanus, this is so good but what's the green stuff inside?"
With a boyish grin he raised his brows, opening his eyes, "Stinging nettle, chives and dandelion leaves."
I paused as if my thoughts had stopped entirely, it was quite a weird combination of ingredients but nonetheless scrumptious. "Holy. That tastes good."
He gave a shrug, the one he always gave when he was proud of himself but tickled with his own shyness. "Chuck out the stems from the dandelions, boil the rest together for a few minutes, cold water, squeeze, chop. That's it. Sting all gone. Eat what wants to grow, easy."
"Oh my goodness Abanus your amazing." I said with my mouth full, savouring the taste of the heavenly food. I moaned in delight as I happily scoffed down the food.
"Don't eat with your mouth full. You look like a damn pig who's been starved for days." The male next to me retorted as he ate his food elegantly. Nothing like how a peasant would it. This did raise some suspicions. But who am I to ask, I have a lot of secrets.
I begin to choke on my food and hit my chest as to try and swallow it. Abanus quickly hands me a glass of lukewarm water. I chug it down, a sigh of relief leaving me. A bright smile makes it's way onto my lips as I thank him.
He leans down and wipes something off of face before putting his finger in his mouth. As if just realizing what he just did he apologized saying something was on my face. His cheeks erupted into a blush. I decide to brush off what just happened as it wasn't a big deal.
The rest of the morning went smoothly aside from the occasion insults of the mysterious male next to me. Now that I think about it I haven't asked for his name. I just call him pipsqueak. Whenever I say that he starts yelling at me.
Reminds me of a certain anime character from my previous world. Someone with an explosive personality. When I compare the two they really are similar. But I can't imagine him to have the same hair style. (Hope you get the reference. *wink wink nudge nudge)
"So I haven't gotten your name. Unless you want me to call you pipsqueak forever." I say teasingly, it was so fun to mess with him. I usually don't do it too Abanus because I would feel guilty. But with this guy I don't mind a single bit. Because I have to admit it's pretty funny to see him like this.
"What'd you call me bastard. The names Arai Shiko" I couldn't hear the last part.
"What did you say. I couldn't hear y-" But before I could finish the sentence, I was so rudely interrupted.
"I said it was Arai Shiko. Don't male me repeat yourself pretty boy." He practically screamed at me. I swear at this rate I'll be death.
"What's your name." He mumbled almost inaudibly as if I had taken a big blow to his ego and pride.
"Lucia Mooncrest. And I'll take being a pretty boy as a compliment porcupine."
"Don't call me that f**k face. Just cause you're a little pretty doesn't mean you can act like that."
"So your saying I'm pretty enough so that you want to f**k me. And porcupines are so cute~" I cooed. I could see his ears turning red before he started yelling again. What's his deal? I feel like if he acts like this he's trying to put on a façade to cover his past. This is only a thought though. But I can tell he's lying. After all I'm all to familiar with those, I've heard so many of those in my lifetime. The lie slipped out, smooth and easy like melted butter running down toast. So easy to be fooled.
"What's with that solemn expression pretty boy, So sulking like a damn baby. It makes you look uglier then you already are." I couldn't help but smile at the little concern. Whether he meant it or not. I ruffle the hazelnut hair until it looks similar to a birds nest. He gets so angry that I thought fire was coming out of his mouth.
"Stop acting like your alright when your not. Not that I care for you or anything." I chuckle at his attitude.
"Nothing for you to worry your little head about." I poke his forehead before kissing it cheekily. I heard a 'tch' come from him before he stomped away with a flushed face.
After he was gone I sighed. 'This really isn't good for me. Why do I keep getting myself in these situation? Sometimes I wish I was so kind. I am not some orphanage. But here I am having already taken care of 5 children. But I can't help but feel my heart sweel in pride. I hope their doing fine without me. I only stayed with them for a short amount of time. They're bound to forget me one day. After all I'm always either left behind or run away.
Why am I suck a coward. Stupid goddess dragging my lazy butt here. I just want to sleep and eat. After all I am just a bed potato. Why do I have to face all these complicated things in life. I just want my normal boring life back and watch anime. I bet even if I begged to go back she wouldn't let me. I can already guess what she would say from just meeting her once.'
"Ohh how's life going for you. I frankly don't care. Seems like your fine. Even though you were totured and raped. But your still here so it's all good. Now don't disturb me any further. I'm a business lady and you ain't my top priority honey. So now if you could kindly leave. Next time be sure to offer me some snacks and I just might help you. So now scooch."
'Yep that's how it'll probably go. I need to do some housework. What a pain.'
I couldn't help but sigh aloud as I pinch my templed. He walked up to me slowly and pulled me closer to him wrapping his arms around me. His embrace was warm, and his big, strong arms seemed very protective when wrapped around my frail body. The world around me melted away as I squeezed him back, not wanting the moment to end. He hugs me tightly. As if scared I would disappear right before his eyes. It made me feel so special and needed. Something I haven't felt in a while
He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close, gently rubbing my arm. Despite the heaviness in my stomach, it fluttered at the feeling of my body pressed against his. I sunk into the warmth of his side, appreciative of the simple gesture. His touch made the room warmer somehow, my future within its walls seeming a little less bleak.
I didn't want to leave. It felt as if when I was in his arms all my pain went away - mental and physical, mostly the depressing pain. If I could only stay in his arms forever, safe from the world's harmful people. One could only hope. It as if this was all I needed. I felt so content at this moment. But I know it won't last forever.